The VA is becoming a big part of my life
I spent a quiet, peaceful night last night. It was a two-blanket night, dropping into the 40s, but as usual, since I sleep with no heat on, I have plenty of bedding to keep me warm no matter what the conditions.
I think it’s good to get away from all the ambient noise in a city every once in a while and enjoy the sounds of nature, the wind in the trees, the birds singing, a coyote howling. The braying of the wild Donkeys. Those things relax me and make me feel like all is right with the world.
The VA called and said they have an appointment set up for me on August 6 to have my hearing tested. I guess they don't realize that I have my hearing tested every day just being around my family, and so far I'm failing all my tests because I can seldom hear what everyone is saying, most of the time.
I don't have much hope that a hearing aid will solve all of my problems, maybe it will allow me to hear speech better. But I doubt it will separate the noise from speech, which is what keeps me out of places like restaurants.
So I've got two VA eye Dr. appointments on August 5, and a VA hearing test on August 6. And that's a lot of doctors to deal with in one week, but the good news is that once I've got those three appointments out of the way, I might have the rest of August to come and go as I please. Now I know I'll have an upcoming cataract operation, and I'm sure there will be an appointment to fit a hearing aid. Still, the VA moves in slow and mysterious ways, so I'm pretty sure none of those appointments will happen until September or later.
Theboondork
11-mile Reservoir, and 11-mile State Park, about 3 miles away. The 39-mile mountains are in the background.
I’ve never figured out what the reservoir is 11 miles from, and I’ve never figured out what the 39-mile mountains are 39 miles from.
There wasn’t much of the sunset last night; this is the best it got.
My favorite boondocking spot in the world. 40 beautiful acres bordering the national forest on two sides. My neighbor sold their 40 acres about five years ago for around $100,000.
I purchased this property from a lady in Denver who would often visit on weekends with her husband. However, after he passed away, she was no longer able to make the trips, so she decided to sell the property to me for $18,000 thirty years ago.
The Lance camper you see in the picture is the fourth camper that has kept me warm and dry out here since I bought this piece of property. I don’t exactly know, nor do I care what the property’s worth now, but I do know that the joy, the peace, and the happiness this land has given me over the years is worth far more than the price I paid.